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Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

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Susan’s eyes lit up. Does Miss Campbell like to eat sour?

She hurriedly smiled and said, “Okay, I’ll pick it off for you right now.”

Susan walked out smiling.

Sofia made up her mind, turned around, opened the microwave and took out the milk, reset the data

and put her mobile phone in the microwave.

After walking to a safe distance, the microwave oven started to heat up, and the edge of the phone

started to catch fire, followed by a violent explosion.

The kitchen was filled with a pungent smell.

“Miss Campbell! Miss Campbell!!” Susan, Zhuangbo, and even Zion who was standing outside the

living room rushed in.

“Miss Campbell, are you alright?” Susan stepped forward to support Sofia who was still in shock.

Sofia did not expect that the explosive power of using a microwave oven to micro–phone would be so

great. Before, she also accidentally saw a foreign blogger doing some boring evaluations, including the

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evaluation of putting the mobile phone in a microwave oven.

No matter how thrilling the process was, there is no doubt that the mobile phone inside was completely

destroyed.

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Sofia held the milk glass tightly, her face was full of panic, she looked at the people around with

apology and said with an embarrassed smile: “I’m fine, don’t worry, I guess I’ve been forced by the

design draft recently Tight, a little tired.”

“I remember that what was put in just now was milk, why did I put my mobile phone in there.”

“It’s good that Miss Campbell is fine, just sit here and rest for a while,” Susan panicked, and Mr. Stwart

handed Miss Campbell over to a few of them to take care of them. If something went wrong, it would be

fatal.

“Miss Campbell, why don’t you buy another phone, it doesn’t work, it’s burnt.”

Sofia sighed : “You can throw it into the trash can for me.”

Zion on one side frowned, always feeling something strange about Miss Campbell, but he couldn’t tell.

Then his cell phone rang and he picked it up. It was Finley.

Finley’s voice sounded a little rushed, since Sofia had voluntarily got up and put her arms around his

neck last night, berating him for marrying Ellie instead of her.

Finley’s heart seemed to be suspended, swaying from side to side, unable to fall into place.

He didn’t know why, he knew that the current Sofia was no longer the well–behaved or even a little silly

Sofia three years ago, but he still couldn’t let her go, wanted to make up, wanted to be nice to her.

He went to the company early, finished processing the

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documents that needed to be signed urgently, and suddenly called Sofia, wanting to ask her if the

bread was delicious and how was his cooking skills?

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After calling three times in a row but failing to get through, Finley panicked and called Zion directly.

“Where’s Miss Campbell? Why can’t I get through the phone?” Finley’s tone was urgent, feeling that

Sofia had disappeared without a trace like last time, driving him crazy.

Zion glanced at Sofia who was sitting on the chair and lowered his voice,” Mr. Stwart, Miss Campbell

just

accidentally put the phone in the microwave, and the phone exploded.”

Zion was about to say something, but Finley had already hung up the phone.

Zion frowned, really terrified.

He used to be the captain of the Marine Corps, and he worked as a mercenary after retiring from the

army. Later, he dabbled with Finley, and he was the sharpest knife in Finley’s hands.

As a result, Mr. Stwart called him back from abroad, saying that he had an important task for him.

The important task of bullshit is to watch a woman day and night.

Even though Zion was unwilling, he didn’t dare to disobey Mr. Stwart ‘s wishes, so he could only hold

his sullen breath in his heart.

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